Dunsparce Cloud
Note: See, it's sort of a funny story? Me and a couple friends were going for a vacation, right? And they all went through a portal to Alola, and I saw the islands, and I, uh...missed. And ended up in the Orange Islands.
Ever: ...You know, there was a lot of dimension fuckery going on then.
Note: Yeah...and then anyway, you smelled like you'd been in another alternate universe even if it wasn't the right one, so I just sort of pretended to be a regular piece of paper?
Ever: I...okay.
...Hang on. You're not about to attack me, right? Like every other Ultra Beast seems to?
Note: Oh, gods no.
Ever: ...
Note: I'm a pacifist.
Ever: ...That does explain an awful lot.
Note: Doesn't it?
-they blink at Basket-
...Why would that happen?
Jab: <Wait, are you telling me we could have fought this whole time?>
Note: What part of pacifist aren't you getting?
Other!Jab: <Can I fight you?>
Note: ...Please don't?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Paul: Very good. Add anything neat to your collection while you were dead?
Basket: <Some Pokémon species seem to undergo semiotic-induced form changes.>
-Tang picks up Other!Jab and steps back-
Zoroark Red: 
Zoroark Blue: <Oh, that is fun. We haven't gotten to do that lately.>
Zoroark Red: <Where are you acting?! I'd love to do a routine together!>
Zoroark Blue: <You can't just impose like that>
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Dunsparce Cloud
Note: ...I don't think Kartana do that, sorry. That's what you call my species, yes?
Ever: Thanks, Tang.
-Jab sticks his tongue out at Other!Jab, who glares-
-...-
Note: ...I feel like maybe you have some questions?
Ever: Honestly? Nothing really occurs.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Some Rando
Ersatz
“What I mean is, the characters you dialed for your phone number aren’t numbers, and I have no idea how you’d be able to dial them, much less in a color, because I don’t see where to dial it,” Colt explained. “Or is it something only you can do because Legendary?” Colt asked with a little venom dripping from his voice.
<And with the red, I was a little worried you wouldn’t filter through,> Sylveon stated. <That the color you wear affects your personality and you might forget yourself,> she conceded.
edited 7th May '18 1:38:36 PM by AbsentCoder
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Barclay's Room
Barclay: "Kinda forgot I had a collection, really... That said, I've got a bunch of books in the Strange House and some I picked up here and there with my trainer."
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Daydre picks up her phone.
"Hello?"
off the shits
Meet The New Boss
Flying Colors
Zoroark Purple: <We're not based anywhere in particular, we're actually a traveling troupe called the Masons, we stopped through here on our tour.>
-Beat-
Zoroark Purple: <Before you get your hopes too high, I just made all that up on the spot, sorry. I'm really with the J-Team.>
Scarlette: I suppose. Yeah.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"Um. Debatably."
"... Who is this?"
off the shits
Meet The New Boss
Dr. Multiman: ...Close enough. I'm Dr. Multiman and I've got a message for you!
-To Izaya, who is in a hospital bed-
How am I doing?
-Izaya grins and gives a thumbs up-
Contact Me!
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"Oh shit, fuck-" Daydre almost drops her phone.
"Aren't you that dude who broke the sky?"
off the shits
Meet The New Boss
Dr. Multiman: Well, the sky breakage is only step one in a bigger, more beautiful plan! And stage two is happening right in the land of beauty itself, Kalos! Are you sure the whole mock supervillan angle will grind their gears enough, Orihara?
Izaya: Given their resume, probably. Not to mention you're a natural at it.
Contact Me!
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Daydre makes approximately this
◊ face.
".. Uh... huh... Uh, I'd ask you to not do that but I doubt you'd listen to me, and I'd also ask you to continue talking but you're probably going to anyway."
off the shits
Mew: -shrugs- ~I just figured your phones were a new brand of human magic, so I dial with magic.~
~It probably affects my mood, but I'll be pink again someday.~
-Mew stretches in midair-
Paul: Trainer? -frowns-
...if you've become a weremon, I'll have to request your presence in the Moon Chamber next time I show off my collection.
Basket: <Anything you wanted to get off your chest, then?>
Someone: -has stacked Gattaca atop Solace, for inscrutable motives-
Zoroark Blue: <Ah, the J-Team, nice crowd.>
Zoroark Red: <We took down an empire with them once!>
Zoroark Blue: <However, I do believe you had a good bit going there.>
Zoroark Red: <Yes! So...>
-poof-
Bricklayer Blue: Can't corporate get anything right?! This building is behind schedule, I ask for more masons, and what do they send me?!
-he gestures with an illusionary spatula-
Illuminati Red: I'm not any happier than you are! The Penultimate Inner Circle of the Fifth Seed Bank told me I'd finally get my chance to infiltrate our bitter rivals!
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
Meet The New Boss
Dr. Multiman: ...Actually I just wanted to say to tell your J-Team friends about our new destination. We'd love to chat. Toodeloo!
-he hangs up-
...Are you sure this will work Orihara?
Izaya: Trust me, the J-Team love drama.
-he twiddles his fingers a little-
Though I'm going to need to make a personal call to someone else on the J-Team...
Contact Me!
Dunsparce Cloud
Note: Not really. I've got a pretty good life, all the paperclips I can eat...
Ever: Is that what you do with them?
Note: ...Well, yeah, obviously.
-...-
Note: Anyway, uh, now that that's settled, I'd really rather not accidentally slice anybody, so...
-and they fold back into a pointy, but not lethally-so, Tropius, and climb into Ever's pocket-
Ever: ...That happened.
Gattaca: <...>
Solace: <...>
Gattaca: <This is odd.>
Solace: <Though not entirely unwelcome.>
Gattaca: -flushes-
Solace: <Well? Come along.>
Gattaca: <Do I have a choice?>
Solace: <Would you choose differently?>
-she wanders off, carrying the smaller mon on her back-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"..."
"... Man, this is the second time I'm going to have to relay stuff to everyone else, isn't it."
From Daydre
so uh Blue Egg+ just called me and said the sky breaking thing was only part 1 of a plan and he's enacting part two in kalos. he also said he just wanted me to tell you guys about it or smth.
it kinda smells like a trap, but it seemed like i should let you guys know anyway
Flying Colors
-Beat-
-Poof-
Bureaucrat Purple: Now, friends! There's no need for this upset! With the coming architectural arts festival coming up, many of this fair city's more traditional workers are booked! We have simply... expanded our definition of what masons are acceptable for the job! And it is in our best interest to ensure that the interests of brickmasons and freemasons align however necessary!
-He coughs a bit.-
OOC!Bureaucrat Purple: <These vocal chords are not trained for human speech!>
You're shivering. Are you afraid?
Mezzo: ...Arceusdammit.
Felis: <How many times have I told you? Looking at the small device is pain. Don't do it.>
Mezzo: Well excuse me for wanting to know what happened, especially after the freaking assassination attempt on my siblings.
Felis: <Your sister? No one would miss her.>
Mezzo: -pets Felis- Just because she mistreats you doesn't mean she's a bad person.
Felis: <Yes it does.>
Lily(?): Vayne, get in there!
-Lily(?) sends out her Mienshao-
Vayne(?): <As you wish.>
-who immediately leaps at the Celesteela with a flying kick-
-the Celesteela, being a huge target, takes a direct hit!-
-which, like with the other attacks against it, barely seems to register-
Noelle: What is this thing?
Fortis: I dunno, but keep attacking!
-the Celesteela launches fire from its arms and underside, lifting into the air...-
-before crashing straight down onto Yuna and Vayne-
-instantly knocking both out-
Celesteela: ☣◙☣♀∞☣▼ ☣é∞♀∞◙•√☣≈
Fortis: Oh my gosh! It can fly?
Noelle: How are we supposed to fight this?
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.
The Flamebringer
Tangerine🍊: It indeed did.
Basket: Tropius!
Random Street Musician: -has started playing a quirky melody-
OOC!Bricklayer Blue: <It'll come with practice.>
Illuminati Red: I suppose this DOES give me an easier time installing the requisite pentagrams and eye symbols to further The Vague And Ominous Plan...
Bricklayer Blue: *ahem* Perhaps you'd have pulled it off if you'd listened to your boss, Red...
Illuminati Red: Huh?!
-poof!-
Random Street Musician: Duh-da! DUH-DA!
Illuminati Blue: Fool! I am actually the Vice-Financial Designee of the Varrigated Foamboard Developers! Cease your masonry operations, or...
-he grabs Mason by the neck, but gently so as to avoid disrupting his Illusion-
...this public functionary gets it!
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
The Academy
Dr. Hayes: Alright, you two - because the Principal wants this done sooner rather than later, we'll be doing both of you at the same time.
-Magnus gives Cassidy a dismissive glance, while the latter doesn't even acknowledge their much larger brother.-
Cassidy the Masterpiece: ~Very well, Doctor. Let's make this quick, I have to test the newest batch of Frankensteins.~
-Cassidy takes a smug satisfaction at the tension in Hayes' voice.-
Dr. Hayes: I would rather you not call my Multi-Aurics by that name, Cassidy.
-The psychic laughs. Magnus rolls his eyes and goes to sit in his transference chair.-
Magnus the Legendary: ~Let's get this over with.~
-Cassidy shrugs and goes to their seat.-
Dr. Hayes: The process is starting... now.
-Elsewhere in the facility, Bruce the Chopper rubs his forearm, where that bloody bird sliced right through his plasteel armor.-
Bruce: Bloody sodder, wound don't even heal right, cauterized on the way through...
-A cart rolls past, holding an upright suit of armor. Real armor, if the clinking metal sound is anything to go by. Bruce puts his massive foot in front of the wheel, causing the poor drone pushing it to get a push bar to the solar plexus.-
Bruce: Oi, mozzie. Who's this for?
-The drone catches his breath before looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched.-
Drone: It's for one of the new Multi-Aurics, sir. Massive man, absolutely destroyed the test range. Broke the old record for highest destruction score.
Bruce: Oi.
-He leans in close, his hot breath causing the drone to sweat profusely.-
Bruce: Even I couldn't break Magnus' score. You start buzzing, mozzie, right now.
Welp.
I guess there's a good chance we're heading that way next, then.
From: Maggie
Barclay's Room
Barclay: "Eh, se's pretty permissive. Even told me congratulations when I figured out who I was."
"And Moon Chamber? Don't think I heard about that."
edited 7th May '18 3:13:24 PM by CorvusAtrox
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every
Flying Colors
-Echo is easily found. She raises an eyebrow-
Echo: Yes, is there a concern?
-Bureaucrat Purple gasps dramatically as he is taken hostage!-
Bureaucrat Purple: Egads! You would be so dastardly as to impersonate a simple brickman, only to shed your disguise and take a poor inefficient officeholder hostage? What villain are you, who would disgrace the arts, both architectural and bureaucratic?! Help! Help, I say, dear red!
Zoroark Purple: <...Oh, yeah. Definitely. I'm an improv actor.>